Shen Lian only fell asleep in the small hours. Leaning against the headboard, he carefully traced the features of the man beside him in the dim yellow light.
Chu Yilan must have been adorable as a child.
If not for this drunken episode, Shen Lian probably could only have guessed at all that torment and suffering.
But even then, he could never have guessed that Chu Changqi was so psychologically twisted.
Shen Lian still had no idea what exactly Chu Yilan had endured as Chu Changqi raised a "defective product" to exact his revenge over and over.
And this time, Shen Lian didn't dare ask for details.
The next morning, Chu Yilan woke with a slight dizziness.
He pressed a hand to his temple and sat up, looking around. Shen Lian wasn't there, but his phone was still on the pillow. Without thinking much of it, Chu Yilan picked it up and entered the passcode. They had long since shared everything with each other, and Shen Lian had told him, "Help yourself," so Chu Yilan didn't seem to feel any qualms.
The moment he unlocked it, a chat window appeared.
Sun Binghe's latest message had been sent ten minutes earlier: [Boss does like a bowl of hot noodle soup after sobering up. You could make him a heart-shaped fried egg, Teacher Shen.]
Shen Lian had replied with a "No problem" sticker.
Chu Yilan couldn't help laughing. Those two.
Shen Lian was indeed busy cooking noodles in the kitchen, making two heart-shaped fried eggs in one go. After showering and changing, Chu Yilan came downstairs feeling refreshed, just as Shen Lian brought the noodles out.
"Come on." Shen Lian's eyes held a smile. "They're nice and hot."
"It's nine," Chu Yilan said in a low voice. "Aren't you going to the